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08-21-2014, 06:37 PM
Sacre;
Sacre felt a heavy burden come over him all of a sudden. It was like the life from him was being drained! Ever since he felt something odd emit from himself earlier, the colt had felt his legs become heavier and heavier. Like whatever had just happened had drained him of his much needed energy. Inari watched his bonded with a stricken look of deep concern as the goat form of Sacre began to heave. The colt watched with teeth grit as two came past him and he lost all the ground he had initially made up on the field. On weary, knobbly legs the young spy took a deep breath of much needed air and focussed his gaze on the next challenge.
A scary looking ravine that split into two!
He heard the Godly voice beckon for them to choose a path, right or left and each looked to have their own strange characteristics. On one side the rocks changed to dazzling mirrors that reflected the world around them and the other was a rainbow road of multicolour tie-dye. Both played weird tricks on his eyes and in the end, his bubbly red companion made the decision for him and sped towards the road of many colours. Cloven hooves touched the rainbow surface and his weary body fumbled along, trying his best not to be distracted by the colours and instead focus on the tiny hide of Inari until blue eyes saw the rim of the next hoop and he leaped forwards in attempt to clear it. Hoping, praying that he would have enough left in his tiny goat body to last him to the finish line.
[Sacre chooses left!
W/C: 278]
A scary looking ravine that split into two!
He heard the Godly voice beckon for them to choose a path, right or left and each looked to have their own strange characteristics. On one side the rocks changed to dazzling mirrors that reflected the world around them and the other was a rainbow road of multicolour tie-dye. Both played weird tricks on his eyes and in the end, his bubbly red companion made the decision for him and sped towards the road of many colours. Cloven hooves touched the rainbow surface and his weary body fumbled along, trying his best not to be distracted by the colours and instead focus on the tiny hide of Inari until blue eyes saw the rim of the next hoop and he leaped forwards in attempt to clear it. Hoping, praying that he would have enough left in his tiny goat body to last him to the finish line.
[Sacre chooses left!
W/C: 278]
But I'm cold as the wind blows
so hold me in your arms;
so hold me in your arms;
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There's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
❚ Force permitted!
❚ Please tag me!
